The Fortune-Telling Heiress
Chapter 132

Chapter 132

Wanda's racing heart gradually calmed. She instinctively looked up the stairs, and her eyes widened in disbelief. "Wait. Sebastian is a ghost, right? Madison is a living person!"

Wanda wondered if a living person and a ghost could really be in a relationship. Yara looked at her with mild amusement and said, "It seems you haven't heard of a kept ghost, Let me explain."

She pulled Wanda into a nearby corner and excitedly explained what a kept ghost was. She even shared stories about the things she had seen monks do over the years,

Wanda was stunned. "Is this for real? No way! Can they actually do this? Isn't there anyone in the monastery to stop them? That monk must have some serious guts! I can't look at bald heads the same way anymore.

"That's unbelievable! How can people be so twisted? All that cultivation just to keep a ghost?"

In just two hours, Wanda and Yara had become close friends. Wanda even shared stories about her ex-boyfriend, Lucian.

Yara scoffed. "What a jerk! How dare he betray you? Not only did he betray you, but he's still trying to cling to you even after death." She narrowed her eyes with anger and continued, "If I don't take care of this for you, then I'm not your best friend. Just wait-I'll make sure he pays.

Wanda grabbed her arm and quickly said, "I've already dealt with him, I hit him several times over the past few nights." Yara replied, "If he's

still bothering you after that, it means you didn't hit hard enough. Let me handle it."

Wanda looked at Yara, who was clearly fired up. Yara's anger radiated a chilling air, but Wanda didn't find it scary. Instead, it felt reassuring

However, Wanda felt concerned. "Do you think Ms. Locke will be angry if she finds out? Also, Lucian was killed by someone, and I heard he had a lot of grudges. Yara, you-

Yara looked like a sweet ghost, so how could she possibly take on Lucian?

"Don't worry, Wanda. I'll definitely get back at him for you "Yara rolled her wrist. "I promise he'll avoid you from now on."

She added reassuringly, "Don't let Madison's cold demeanor fool you. She's a good person at heart. I'm going after a ghost, not a living person. She won't care." Wanda fell silent as she wondered if that was really

y the case.

Mia floated over at some point, clapping her small hands. "I want to go too! Bring me along!"

Yara replied, "Alright, we'll take you with us. Let's teach that scumbag a lesson."

Wanda was once again speechless.

That night, Lucian once again followed Wanda's scent to Haven House. He had already checked her old rental place, but she was nowhere to be found.

Lucian lingered outside Haven House, wearing a sinister, terrifying expression.

He smirked and said, "Wanda, you can't stay on guard all the time."

As soon as Wanda let her guard down, he would be able to slip in effortlessly

He laughed sinisterly. Dark, ghostly energy swirled around him, thickening until it nearly engulfed his entire form.

"What's so funny?" Suddenly, a foot appeared from the side and kicked Lucian, sending him flying several yards before he crashed hard to the ground. Before he could react, a fist slammed into his face. Lucian screamed in pain.

Yara struck him without mercy, then grabbed him and slammed him against the wall. Her eyes glowed red like blood, and her black hair floated around her like sharp needles.

Her centuries-long ghostly energy radiated out, making Lucian tremble in fear.

"What did I do to offend you?" Lucian stammered.

Yara's ethereal voice pierced his ears like a sharp blade. "Wanda is my good friend. If you dare come after her again, L.,"

She let out a chilling laugh and continued, "Have you heard of the saying about consuming one's kind?"

Yara licked her lips, revealing a tongue as dark as night. Consuming one's own kind meant feeding on another ghost to enhance her

powers.

Lucian understood what that meant, and panic flooded him. "I was wrong! I really know my mistake now. I won't do it again, I promise!" "Promises mean nothing!" Yara seized Lucian's head and yanked it forcefully.

There was a sickening crunch.

First, his head was ripped off, then his arms, and finally, his legs.

Lucian's screams echoed through the night.